Chapter 703: The City Management of the Magic World

Lucius said in a pleading tone, "At least, as long as you're alive, the Malfoys are still around, and it's easier for the Dark Lord to leave me alive."

Drake lowered his head and nodded silently.

"Okay, let's go to rest early." Lucius waved his hands, propped up his tired body, and the footsteps slowly faded away.

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Last day before school starts.

After breakfast, George came to Diagon Alley.

Today is the last day before school starts. Students at Hogwarts go to Diagon Alley to buy school supplies.

George intends to check the status of the students in advance, to see the current situation of the magic world.

Although there are some newspapers brought by the messenger every day, they introduce various trivial reports in the magic world. But the understanding through the newspaper, after all, is not as clear as seeing it in person.

In addition, he is ready to start school, and this time he plans to stroll around Diagon Alley to see if there are any items worth paying attention to.

The room made of black crystal has been turned into a tent with Anna's help.

George has done some experiments these days.

He found that the last state can only be entered under the increase of the black crystal room for the time being.

Under normal conditions, even when he uses ordinary magic spells, changes will occur, and this special magic is even more difficult to master.

In the short term, if he wants to truly become a person who is everywhere and cannot pronounce his name, he still needs to walk a long distance.

From the fireplace at home, George teleported to the room in the backyard of the Diagon Alley bookstore.

Without disturbing others, he came to the street of Diagon Alley from a side door in the backyard.

Diagon Alley is unusually lively today, or in other words, since the fall of Azkaban Prison, Diagon Alley has been very lively recently.

Teams of Aurors were stationed in Diagon Alley, and the fireplaces of wizards' homes all over the magical world were also connected to Diagon Alley.

With the security that Aurors patrol day and night, Diagon Alley is no longer just a place to shop and play.

In the newspapers, George had seen a lot of reports about the growing prosperity of Diagon Alley. But when he came to Diagon Alley today, he couldn't help but be surprised.

It's as if he's in a Muggle bazaar. When he walked all the way from the side door of the backyard.

Along the way, he had already seen several small vendors on the ground.

Some middle-aged wizards spread a large sheet-like tablecloth on the ground, and on the tablecloth lay all kinds of strange things they peddled.

There were some that George could recognize, some wild herbs from the mountains, and some herbs. Other strange roots, like vegetables, and like something else.

There are even some rocks of sorts, weird looking potatoes.

As for all kinds of quirky gadgets, there are more dolls, dolls carved with axe, small toys that can fight. Small boxes that can make various sounds, and some goblins, small animals in cages.

"It's really fun."

George carefully gave way to the pedestrians walking back and forth, and walked from the alley to the main road. On both sides of the streets of Diagon Alley, the occupation of the road has not been improved.

From time to time, there are hawkers pushing carts and selling along the way, "Come and buy, fresh baked potatoes, last year's marinated dragon meat. It's delicious and cheap, only half the price of the bar."

"Sell at a loss, buy as much as you want, because the merchants have too much stock and are in a hurry to go abroad. All products are sold at a discount, only half the price of the store."

In addition to shouting and selling, there are also direct performances.

In front of a small booth, there was a group of wizards who were probing their brains.

A middle-aged wizard with a beard used two sticks like tree branches, put on an iron sign, and set up a barbecue.

He waved his wand and conjured orange flames that swirled around a whole leg of lamb on the grill.

From a glass bottle pinned to his waist, the wizard,

I grabbed some powder with my hands and lightly sprinkled it on the leg of lamb.

The tantalizing aroma spreads under the flames of the barbecue. When the huge lamb shank has been roasted and browned, chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi dripping sesame oil, the fragrance exudes a big appetite.

The wizards around the grill began to point to the leg of lamb, indicating the part they wanted.

The bearded wizard immediately took out a sharp meat cleaver from the shelf next to him.

He used a meat cleaver to follow the texture of the leg of lamb, cut large pieces of lamb from the leg of lamb, and wrapped the hot and spicy lamb in kraft paper and handed it to the guests in front of him.

One after another, the wizards were eager to buy roast lamb legs, and the bearded wizards happily cut the lamb.

The wizards who were holding the roast leg of lamb were on the road like this, and they ate with a big mouth.

Suddenly, at this time, a voice came from far away.

"Here comes the Aurors."

Immediately, those small vendors seemed to have heard an order to assemble.

For those who set up a stall on the ground, they instantly lifted the four corners of the tablecloth and wrapped the package.

The person who pushed the trolley quickly pushed the trolley to the corner and covered the trolley with a thick cloth.

The people in front of the grill also spread out, and the bearded wizard folded the grill together and put a white cloth on it.

All the hawkers quickly put away their tools.

They stood in front of their booth, shaking their heads casually, pretending to be chatting.

Looking at this magical scene in front of him, George seemed to have come to the night market on the street, and the Aurors also instantly transformed into mighty city management officers.

The Aurors were dressed in neat grey robes, with a silver badge specially crafted by the Ministry of Magic on their chests.

On the silver badge is a pattern of a wand and a sword crossed, representing the Aurors who use the wand as a weapon to transform into a long sword in the hands of the Ministry of Magic.

The Aurors didn't care, the small vendors on the street wanted to hide, they used sharp eyes to inspect any suspicious places in Diagon Alley.

It can be seen that these hawkers on the street have already become familiar faces. They waved and greeted the Aurors friendly.

The Aurors did not respond to the hawkers' greetings. They quickly checked the situation here, and immediately rushed to the next place to continue patrolling.

After the Aurors left, the hawkers left and resumed their activity. They took out packages from the corner and continued to spread them out on the ground.

They put away the thick cloth covering the trolley and continued to sell along the street.

The bearded wizard set up the grill again and greeted the guests again.

"Oh, you guys."

George heard a familiar voice and looked over there.

Seeing that Mr. Weasley looked annoyed, he walked towards him.